Chapter 356

Fang Qi shouted in his heart, "My life is over!" However, after the black and white light entered his soul, it did not cause any substantial damage to his soul. Instead, it dissipated, leaving behind four auras that fused with his soul.

Fang Qi was slightly stunned. He did not have time to think about why. Seeing that Shi Xuan's sword light had dispersed, and there was no formation behind him, it was more important for him to escape. Therefore, the black sword light of the Heavenly Prosperity Seven Demon Sword enveloped him and he was about to escape into the depths of the Wild Beast Tomb.

After Shi Xuan shot out the black and white light, the Yin Yang Altar in front of him shattered inch by inch and collapsed. The other eight altars directly turned into dust and were blown away by the wind.

These nine Yin Yang Altar were very valuable. Not only did they use up all the materials and spirit herbs that Shi Xuan had snatched from Young Master Duotian, but they also used some of his own collection to achieve such an effect.

Seeing that Fang Qi was about to escape, Shi Xuan originally did not want to bother anymore. However, he remembered that Fang Qi had some connection with the Primordial Spirit of the Wild Beast Tomb. Coupled with such a large amount of luck and the special environment, he might make a comeback before he left the tomb. That would not be good.

Therefore, when the purple and five-colored sword lights spread out, the speed of the sword was extremely fast. Before the Heavenly Prosperity Seven Demon Sword could escape, the purple sword light directly struck the black sword light, forcing Fang Qi out of the sword light. Then, the Five Elements Immortal Vanquishing Sword ruthlessly struck his head.

Fang Qi's Brocade Cloud of Providence had been greatly weakened by Shi Xuan. It was less than half of what it was at its peak. Moreover, its foundation was not stable, and it was on the verge of collapse. When Shi Xuan's full power Five Elements Immortal Vanquishing Sword struck it, the Brocade Cloud of Providence immediately exploded, turning into air currents that flew in all directions.

The effect was better than Shi Xuan had expected. After Fang Qi's Brocade Cloud of Providence exploded, there was less than ten percent left. It was not even as much as a normal Jindan Grandmaster, and it did not give off that domineering feeling.

After taking back the two sword lights and erasing all traces of the scene, Shi Xuan took away Yun Congyue's storage pouch. Then, a pair of azure and purple wings appeared on Shi Xuan's back. With a flap, he disappeared from where he was and reappeared two hundred miles away. In such a special environment, even with the natural Wind and Thunder Escape Art, Shi Xuan did not dare to venture out of the range of his spirit power in case he ran into danger.

At the same time, Shi Xuan hoped that the Primordial Spirit of Vengeance would be able to help. At the day, he could hold the four Qi together with Fang Qi. Once he left the tomb, everything would be fine.

Furthermore, after the four Primordial Spirit of Vengeance attacked, if they did not make a huge sacrifice, it would be difficult for them to attack again within a hundred years. At that time, it would be like a bird flying in the sky, or a fish leaping in the sea.

Originally, Shi Xuan planned to rely on Fang Qi's providence to delay. Now, he had a better choice, so he did not panic. In this environment that was similar to the netherworld, especially in the depths of the tomb, there was a small Yellow Springs that were said to have formed. It was even more suitable for the Primordial Spirit of Vengeance.

Fang Qi was originally waiting for death with his eyes closed, but after a while, he realized that there was no longer any pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one in the valley. Even the traces of the Yin Yang Altar were gone. If not for Yun Congyue, he would have thought that he was dreaming.

"If it wasn't for the Primordial Spirit of Vengeance that admired me and was unable to leave the Yellow Springs, I would not have ended up like this." Fang Qi thought hatefully. At the same time, he felt that this matter was strange. He prepared to go deeper into the tomb, planning to lie low for a while. The four Primordial Spirit of Vengeance would definitely think that he was in cahoots with that mysterious Dharma Adept. They would not listen to his explanation and would search his soul directly.

Huh, why can't I remember that bastard's appearance and aura?! Fang Qi realized that he could not even remember who his enemy was, and immediately fled into the depths of the tomb gloomily.

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After a dozen or so flaps, Shi Xuan was already three thousand miles away. He then turned around and used the Little Clear Wind Escape. He controlled his speed and carefully fled to the place where the four Dharma Adepts' souls were captured by him.

Along the way, Shi Xuan met quite a few wandering practitioners. While everyone was on guard against each other, they were also excitedly searching for traces of Young Master Duotian.

In less than an hour, a vast, faintly discernible, and terrifying aura, like the scorching sun in the sky, enveloped the few of them. The Tai Chi diagram in Shi Xuan's body transformed into the Paramita Golden Bridge to suppress his Yin Spirit, and the Yin Yang Divine Mirror locked the aura.

That vast thought only roughly swept over Shi Xuan and the others, and did not feel that there would be any problems. The last place where the aura came from was a few thousand miles away, and these few wandering practitioners were still rushing deeper into the tomb instead of fleeing in panic. Therefore, he did not delay at all and hurriedly left.

Shi Xuan let out a long sigh of relief. If that Primordial Spirit of Vengeance investigated carefully, the possibility of discovering that Shi Xuan was the murderer was basically zero, but he would be able to detect Shi Xuan's strength and his Yin Spirit, which was different from that of this Xiuzhen world. If that happened, it was very likely that he would be treated as a classic example of someone who would rather kill the wrong person than let the wrong person go.

Fortunately, his arrangements were good, and in addition to the fact that he was in a hurry, the Primordial Spirit of Vengeance's vigilance was lowered.

After traveling with these few cultivators for a while, he realized that there were no more Primordial Spirit of Vengeance rushing over. Shi Xuan was sure that the four of them had split up to prevent others from escaping. Only then did he purposely diverge from the few cultivators on the path, and took another small path by himself.

When those cultivators were far away, Shi Xuan immediately turned around and fled in the direction of the exit. After flapping the Innate Wind and Thunder Escape a few times, he switched to the Heavenly Thunder Escape again.

Just like that, Shi Xuan hurried on while avoiding those wandering practitioners. After spending half a day's time, he finally discovered that he was within a hundred miles of the exit.

There were many wandering practitioners here, people coming and going. They were all waiting for Young Master Duotian to escape from the evil hands of the Vengeance to block his path and rob him. Shi Xuan did not want to appear to be running away in a hurry, so he slowed down and pretended to be frustrated. There were many such cultivators.

At this time, the entire Small Chiliocosm of the Wild Beast Tomb shook slightly. After a long time, a loud sound came from the depths of the ancient tomb tens of thousands of miles away. Shi Xuan smiled lightly. It seemed that the four Primordial Spirit of Vengeance and the Yin Spirit were fighting.

Most of those wandering practitioners were good at observing the direction of the wind. Seeing that a major event that shook the Small Chiliocosm had appeared, they knew that it was not something they could participate in, so they all returned to the exit. Only those who were more adventurous and felt that there would be no fortuitous encounters if they did not take risks, and without fortuitous encounters, they would not be able to improve their strength, so they stayed and waited for an opportunity.

The tremors did not come again, but the loud sound resounded from time to time. Shi Xuan blended into the crowd of cultivators and swaggered into the exit. He passed through the black fog and returned to Chiyang City.

After cleaning up some loose ends, Shi Xuan did not choose to leave. Instead, he returned to the cave residence he rented in Chiyang City and sat cross-legged in meditation, patiently waiting for the news from the ancient tomb of the Wild Beast Tomb.

After all, according to normal logic, even if a person who had done such a major event escaped from the ancient tomb of the Wild Beast Tomb, he would certainly flee to the ends of the world. Perhaps he would enter the sea where the demonic beasts were entrenched to avoid the brunt of the attack. In addition, Shi Xuan had rented this cave residence for fifty-one years, so he could be considered an old resident. He did not seem like a foreign cultivator who rushed over after Young Master Duotian's whereabouts were exposed, so the suspicion would be greatly reduced.

As Shi Xuan sat in meditation, he recalled the three Primordial Spirit techniques he had obtained from the soul search: the Great Art of Natural Spirit Accumulation with Astronomical Phenomena, the First Wood Third Fire Spirit Transformation Technique, and the Secret Art of Golden Divine Body.

The basic parts were more or less the same. After reaching the Avatar stage, the Great Art of Natural Spirit Accumulation with Astronomical Phenomena of the Seven Mountain League would choose natural scenery that corresponded to one's Avatar. For example, Daoist Master Chaori would choose to absorb a breath of the morning sun every morning and fuse it with his own soul. Then, he would slowly find his true spirit and fuse it with his true spirit, protecting it from his soul and fusing it with his Avatar.

The bad thing was that, because it was only at this step that one could fuse with nature, the morning sun's qi could not be produced by oneself. It had to be absorbed every day. Moreover, after reaching the Primordial Spirit stage, every time one made a move, it would consume nearly a hundred years worth of qi. Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, a Primordial Spirit Daoist would not make a move. If this kind of qi was exhausted, then the true spirit would be expelled from the Avatar and die.

The Firewood Sect's First Wood and Third Fire Spirit-Transforming Divine Art used two kinds of supernatural powers, one of fire and the other of wood, to stimulate each other and ignite the soul, burning away the impurities. Even the true spirit would be burned and fused into the Avatar. This cultivation method was a failure. Without the conviction to put one's life on the line, no one would dare to try it.

Moreover, because it was too painful, the Primordial Spirit would have to hide in a formation to suppress the mind for a long time. Every time one made a move, it would take more than a hundred years to regain consciousness.

As for the Fahua Sect's Fahua Golden Body Mystic Art, it had a slight shadow of a Divine Path cultivation method. It used the power of faith from incense to protect the true spirit and fused it with the Avatar. However, the power of faith from incense was extremely conflicting with the Avatar and was difficult to resolve. Often, it would take nearly a hundred years before the various troubles caused by the power of faith from incense could be temporarily quelled. However, once one made a move, it would return to its previous state.

In short, these cultivation methods had great advantages and disadvantages. The effects were quick, but the risks were high. The effects were good, but the side effects were severe and could not be overcome.

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Early the next morning, because a large number of cultivators who had gone to the ancient tomb of the wild beast had returned, Chiyang City began to fill with an atmosphere of anticipation and worry. There was a tremor in the small world of the ancient tomb of the wild beast. No one knew what caused it, and it made everyone speculate.

Some guessed that it was because of the natural disaster caused by the battle between the four Dharma Adepts and Young Master Duotian, just like the time at the Cang Lan River.

There were also some who were dismissive of this, thinking that Young Master Duotian did not have the ability to fight against the Dharma Adepts. It must have been the process of the Dharma Adepts chasing after him, which led to the Primordial Spirit and Yin Spirit in the ancient tomb of the wild beast. Therefore, they concluded that the Dharma Adepts were in danger.

Of course, their guesses were refuted by the disciples of the four main sects who stayed behind, and it even caused many fights.

But on the third day, when the Jindan Grandmaster of the four main sects returned to the city, all the guesses and fights disappeared. The entire Chiyang City, including the Huomu Clan not far away, fell into a repressed and panicked atmosphere.

When Shi Xuan walked on the street, he saw that all the cultivators were silent. Those who wanted to ask questions did not dare to ask, as if the sky had fallen.

"That year, a Dharma Adept from the Yinyang Demon Cult who escaped joined forces with Young Master Duotian to set a trap in the ancient tomb of the wild beast, and killed all four Dharma Adepts!"

This was the news that spread throughout the entire Chiyang City. The twelve strongest cultivators in the world in the eyes of the majority of the cultivators had actually fallen! How could they not feel depressed, how could they not panic!